[ Not when this feels like something entirely new, like the first time they kissed or touched or went beyond those simple things. A slow building of some unknown feeling he doesnt have anything to really compare it to, a strange thing that comes from the photo still in his MID. Steve decides not to delete it—more for what it means than what he sees when he looks at it. Andyr's trust, his love. He's giving that to him in more ways than one now, and he makes it back to their room before Andyr, searching through some of their things for the items they'll need.
But he reminds himself he should probably wait in between that though, settling for pulling his boots off and sitting on the edge of the bed. To look calm when he gets there. ]
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[ Not when this feels like something entirely new, like the first time they kissed or touched or went beyond those simple things. A slow building of some unknown feeling he doesnt have anything to really compare it to, a strange thing that comes from the photo still in his MID. Steve decides not to delete it—more for what it means than what he sees when he looks at it. Andyr's trust, his love. He's giving that to him in more ways than one now, and he makes it back to their room before Andyr, searching through some of their things for the items they'll need.
But he reminds himself he should probably wait in between that though, settling for pulling his boots off and sitting on the edge of the bed. To look calm when he gets there. ]